I sit in comfort—bug bites notwithstanding.
I look at both these doors and contemplate.
Why hurry? I need better understanding.
At any time I choose I'll end my wait.
What's that? A creature moving fast towards me?
With snarling teeth and rib cage well defined?
Is now the time I ought to find my hurry?
And run towards the door that's always shined?
No way! I won't be bullied. I won't go!
And if I'm still he'll just be on his way.
And though he's started gnawing at my toes...
It's likely just a snack he wants today.
A little longer, I'll know what to do.
Hey, where's my leg? I thought that I had two!
Tuesday, May 12, 2020
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